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Not Forgotten

I slow my mind

with a rhythm

as my heart races.

I think about a moment,

it was so long ago,

it was just one night

but I’ve never forgotten it.

I recall meeting him

every so often

and how I only thought of him

while we were together.

Sometimes I think about the guys

I’ve shared my time with

but they were only moments in time

and now I am here alone.

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This Now…

I have been waiting for so long

to tell you everything

but at these times

the words fail me somehow.

If I could take back

what I’ve done,

reverse the years

to spare you the tears,

I would do anything

to do it all again.

I cannot pretend to understand

having someone like me

is like having no one at all

but here we are

and we’re all we’ve got

in this World.

So, let’s start new

with here and now

and see where things

take us now.

 

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Resist…

Moving against the wind,

straining to survive in this World

as the forces of evil reign.

I can hear the voices

of the weak

they seek refuge

from the storm.

I can see

the powerful

have a grip upon everything

as they increase their wealth

by the sweat of those

trapped by their circumstances.

Keep on praying,

you that seek to live

a better life

because you are heard.

I don’t have the answers

but I know something is not right

with the way things are now.

Let us keep moving forward

no matter how many times

they try to keep us down…

 

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Tonight

Shadows on the wall

moving with the rhythm

of the music.

In my head is a world

so different

than this place.

I’m glad you cared enough

but where are you when

I cry alone at night?

At night I think of so many things

but all of these memories

overwhelm me with so many emotions

it’s hard to clear my mind.

Songs calm and focus me

as I write these words.

Can you hear the change in my voice

as I find my thoughts

unscrambled by the music?

 

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These Words

I hear the music loud,

the rhythm in my ears

the words in my head,

and the things of my heart

coming out so loud.

 

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Short Stories

I am posting short stories to my Patreon…

 

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Not Here

Slow down,

night is here,

sing me to sleep

while I pretend

I’m somewhere not here.

 

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Memories

If you can hear me,

when I say I need you,

will you remember me

when I’m no longer with you?

Someday my memories,

all of my days and nights,

will be forgotten

like so many before me.

I wonder if I’m wasting

these precious hours

seeking something

I shall never find.

I wonder if there’s more

to life than history.

 

 

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Past

I hear the soundtrack of my life,

it’s not what you’d imagine.

I can hum along

but I never know the words.

I can recall the feeling behind

memories like scenes from a movie

I watch again and again

in my head.

I rewind but I don’t travel in time,

no going back.

 

 

Seeking After

I take the Red,

watching people sometimes,

wasting time

as above me now

people live their lives.

The sound of an approaching train,

The sounds of people all around,

we rush as the doors part,

as strangers on a train

we leave here for somewhere.

We’re all going somewhere,

different places, we’re searching for something.

I seek my identity in the days spent traveling,

others seek purpose in the stars,

but my seeking is done on the journeys

from place to place

living my life.

I’m on the 4 heading East up Santa Monica,

sky is growing dark with time

as I find myself in the travels of life.

These words from memories,

now I’m so far from these places traveled.

Now, I seek myself when I’m alone in my room

listening to song after song

as the hours pass me by.

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